Pictures from Camping

Posing for the camera. Notice the lake in the background.





















One of my best friends, Christine, she is making pancakes.














Posing for a group shot, while having a bathroom break.
(Left to Right- Mike, Christine, Maria, Me, Robin)

Pop the Clutch

For the past couple of weeks I have been having problems with my car. My Dad believes it's the ignition because I can turn the key and the lights and radio turn on but the engine doesn't start. Well, the other night I went for coffee with two great friends. We had a great time, we laughed all evening. As we were going I was going to give my friend Maria a ride home, I turn to start the car and nothing. Of course!

So my other friend Christine noticed that we weren't leaving so she pulled over to see if she could help. Well, the three of us decided that I needed to pop the clutch to start it. I was just taugh the other day how to pop the clutch so I was like "Ok I can do that" but first of all we had to back the car up or else it would go straight in to the store. So my friends began to push backwards, I have to mention that we were all laughing already because it was so hilarious. So I was sitting in my car and they were pushing and they both said wow, it's not moving ,and asked if my car was in neutral, but I had in first gear (laugher insued, almost peed my pants), so after we calmed down I put the car in neutral but I forgot I had my e-brake on but this time I got out to help push. It wouldn't budge! and then we noticed that the e-brake was on! More laughter
insued. Oh but it doesn't stop there!

So we finally get the car backed up and enough room to pop the clutch. So, Maria and Christine start to push, but my mind goes blank, I can't remember how to pop the clutch. Let's just say we were laughing on the ground.

We decide to call Maria's husband, Robin. So, we sit around laughing and chatting. I decided to try turning my car on one last time. Guess what!! It started, more laughing. Let's just say, my car is going in to be fixed after Staff Conference.

Hot Hot Hot

No, I am not talking about myself (ok maybe a little) but I was describing the weather we have been having. It has been amazing, I love warm weather. It reached 38 celsuis in Vancouver but I was not in Vancouver this pass weekend. I went camping up to Kelowna with a group of my friends. It was 45 celsuis and I loved it. We stayed in the lake the whole time and just floated around on the islands of paradise. Amazingly I did't get sunburnt or much of a tan. I went with 5 friends and then we met up with our other friends.

It was funny because it was so hot that you could see everyone clammering to get out of their tents around 7:30 in the morning because it was so hot in the nylon tents of doom. Most people experienced SBS- sweaty butt syndrome. Come on you all know what I am talking about!

New idea for the Pickles series "Pickles the Fat Hobbit goes camping " or even better yet "Pickles the Fat Hobbit's battle with the nylon tent of doom"

I Still Miss Moe

It's been almost 3 weeks and I still miss him. It has gotten better, some days I only think about him a little bit. I just can't believe that this world doesn't have him in it. I can still remember what he feels like, his squishy, soft body. I still remember how he loved to cuddle on the couch everytime I came over for 5 minutes and then it was time to go play. I miss how concerned he was if I was upset or sad. When we tell people that Molson has been put down, everyone is so sad some people have cried too. One of the coolest things someone did for us is that they gave a gift to the SPCA in Molson's name.

I am still in shock that this world doesn't have him in it. One of the greatest gifts from God is the love of an animal. I think if you haven't experienced the unconditional love from an animal you have missed out on one of lifes many blessings.

As a family we are going to buy a tree for Molson and put his collar around it. The only problem is that we can't decide what kind of tree to buy. He already have a dogwood in remembrance of another dog that we had. Moslon was such a goofy dog that at night he would bark at every bush and tree because he was so afraid of them.

On another note, I think their should be another book for Pickles called Pickles and Molson's great adventures. Oh boy I could write forever about those.

Ready to Talk

Thank you all for your sincere words of encouragement and care. I really appreciate it. I have been off this week and I think God has perfect timing. I really needed this time just to be quiet and heal. Some may read this and say "it's just a dog" he was more than that to me, he was an unique creature created to make a lasting impact on my life. He gave me love when no one else did, he listen with eagerness when I talked out loud. He was a warm fuzzy being, that sat by my side when I needed not to feel alone. He was a crazy, goofy dog that cracked me up laughing.

You all might be wondering how he came to pass . On Saturday Molson started experiencing seizures the vet told us that he had cancer in the brain and that the seizures would only be getting more frequent and less intense. That was when we decided that it was better for him. So in a quiet room with a cozy fireplace and a blanket on the floor we said goodbye. He died with his most treasured people around him. For me, the treasure was in his life and what he taught me. Love the people in your life with your whole heart and cherish the moments and experiences with them. That's the meaning of life.

Molson Golden Jenvey May 2, 1996-July 2, 2006

He made me smile, gave me joy, taught me about the stuff that matter. He was truely a gift from God. He will always be the best dog in the world.